Chapter 17: Stinky wild boar!
Zhao Yeqing was furious. He took a stainless steel basin filled with water and a bottle of shower gel from the bathroom in the room, walked back to the terrace and turned on the flashlight on his mobile phone.
Wild boars are afraid of strong light, but the light from a cell phone flashlight is scattered. She turned it on just hoping it would have a little deterrent effect.
The wild boar, which was still clacking in the field, seemed a little annoyed when illuminated by the inexplicable light, and let out a low growl towards the terrace.
Zhao Yeqing lifted up the stainless steel basin and knocked the bottle of shower gel against it with a clang.
In addition to bright light, wild boars are also afraid of high-pitched, harsh sounds.
The wild boar retreated back in fear after hearing the sound. Zhao Yeqing was also frightened. Looking at the wild boar's eyes flashing in the dark, she could only knock hard on the stainless steel basin to try to drive it away.
The wild boar bared its sharp fangs and roared a few times, but faced with the increasingly rapid frequency of the knocking sounds, it turned around unwillingly and ran into the forest.
Zhao Yeqing turned off the flashlight and stayed on the terrace for a while. He heaved a sigh of relief only after he was sure that the wild boar did not come back.
In the past, the fields in the village at the foot of the mountain have been attacked by wild boars several times. Every year, the government sends people to kill a certain number of wild boars to prevent too many wild boars from coming down the mountain and affecting farmers' harvests.
At that time, we went door to door to promote methods of defending against wild boars. For example, wild boars are afraid of strong light, so you can use a strong flashlight to shine into their eyes to drive them away. They are also afraid of noise, so you can use a loudspeaker to play loud music in the fields all night, or raising dogs can also have a certain effect.
However, none of the above three are possible for her at present. She cannot buy a high-intensity flashlight, and she does not have a loudspeaker. Moreover, her vegetable garden is just outside her room. If loud music is played at night, she will not be able to sleep.
There is no place to find the dog now.
Zhao Yeqing put on his coat and sat on a small bench on the terrace, thinking until morning.
Finally I came up with a more reliable solution.
Set up torches next to the shed.
Wild boars are also afraid of fire, but the burning time of a torch is limited. She thought that if there was pine resin, the burning time of the torch could be greatly increased.
It is already daybreak. Wild boars are usually active in the evening and early morning, when it is dark, so it is safe to go out now.
Zhao Yeqing went to the vegetable garden to check. Fortunately, only the sweet potato and potato area was attacked. Half of the shed in this area collapsed and needed to be rebuilt. Almost half of the potato and sweet potato pieces in the field were also pushed up.
The tubers grown hydroponically just happened to sprout and could make up for this part of the loss, but the broken greenhouse still had to be rebuilt by chopping bamboo.
By the time the greenhouse was repaired and potatoes and sweet potatoes were replanted, the chickens, geese and musk deer in the yard had already protested.
Zhao Yeqing glanced at the time and found that it was already past ten o'clock. The cats had not been fed yet and he had not had breakfast either.
I just said I would eat well yesterday, but I didn’t do it today.
She quickly poured the feed into the trough. The musk deer's food had to be cut freshly. It was very picky. The grass she picked the day before was a little wilted today and it would not eat it.
Zeqi is not difficult to find. It is on the mountain behind the house, just a few steps away.
After cutting the fresh lacquer, the musk deer was finally satisfied.
Zhao Yeqing walked to the chicken coop and looked down to see three eggs lying inside. She had bought a total of three hens, a rooster and five chicks. It seemed that all three hens had made a contribution today.
I took out the eggs and held them up to the light to make sure they were all unfertilized eggs, then I took them into the kitchen with confidence.
I didn't plan to eat eggs in the morning, so I brought back some bagged bread from the truck as snacks. They had a shelf life of only one month, and there were only a few days left, so I decided to eat them for breakfast.
Having not slept well last night, she made herself a cup of coffee and some bread.
The coffee was the coffee powder she brought back earlier, and there was also a bottle of freeze-dried coffee, which was also gone after she finished it. She decided that unless she needed to be refreshed like today, she would not take it out to drink easily.
Zhao Yeqing was eating breakfast while sitting in the living room facing the door, and when he looked up he saw the yard outside.
She listened to the birds singing outside, looked at the big white geese striding in the yard, chewed bread, the bitter taste of deep-roasted coffee lingering in her mouth. She thought that if she could find a tea tree, it could also replace coffee to refresh herself.
There is a hill in the Meishan Mountains that is rich in tea, called Erhai tea, which is a kind of green tea.
She prefers green tea to black tea. Green tea is a bit bitter, but it has a sweet aftertaste that lingers on the tongue for a long time.
After deciding to put tea on his to-do list for the future, Zhao Yeqing prepared to pack up and go out.
Today's mission is to find pine oil.
Pine trees like shade. There is a large pine forest on the north side of the mountain where the sunlight is short. There are some injured pine trees, and a lot of resin will condense on the cross-section of the wound. However, this situation is generally rare. If you want to get a large amount of pine resin, you still need to cut down the trees and extract the oil.
She had seen how the pine cutters operated. People who lived in the mountains made their living from the mountains. After their area was no longer a protected area, some of the forests were replanned. Some people were allocated mountains with pine trees, so they cut pine oil and sold it for money. It was not uncommon, but she had only seen it and had never done it herself.
Her home faces south, and the north side is on the other side of the mountain. It takes more than two hours to walk there. The terrain in that section is complicated and there is no road, so she can only go through the mountains and forests. After weighing the pros and cons, she decided to give up going to the north and just walk slightly north to see if she can find any pine trees. If she can find a dozen pine trees, it will be enough to sustain her until winter.
Prepare the tools - the chisel that her grandfather used for carpentry and the axe and hammer she just bought, as well as a hatchet and a dozen bamboo tubes.
Use scissors to cut plastic bottles into teardrop-shaped plastic pieces, which are then stuck in the pine trees to catch the flowing resin and then divert it into the bamboo tube.
After preparing the tools and putting on her small backpack to go out, Zhao Yeqing stood in front of the mirror, fully armed to ensure that except for her eyes, no skin was exposed.
The further north you go, the more humid and cooler it is, and there are more leeches than in the south.
The mountain fog had just completely dissipated, and the humidity was still quite high. The dew on the grass on the road had not yet evaporated completely, and the waterproof trouser legs were covered with water droplets.
Zhao Yeqing felt something was wrong with her foot. She looked down and saw a leech trying hard to get into her shoe. She raised her foot and shook it off.
Fortunately, I was wearing leather boots, the hard kind.
After walking about half a mile, the forest near the north was darker than the south. There were not many birds singing, but more insects chirping. The sharp and prolonged chirping sounds echoed in the quiet forest, making it seem even more desolate.
Next to Zhao Yeqing there were several big trees that were nearly a hundred years old. She felt that they looked familiar, but she hadn't thought about when she had seen them before. When she looked forward, she had an impression of them.
There is a rare open-air area in front, with a small patch of toon trees. This is where her grandfather took her to pick toon buds when she was a child.
Sure enough, taste is the most profound in people’s memory.
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